Secret x2

I wrote this when i was in grade 11 which was lat year.. There was a few dark moments in my year and i would just sit up stairs and write.. another one of my poems sound simmliar to this one but this one it just specificly about me and my life. I hope You enjoy :)

A day goes by and here I stand So much has happened that means so little I have no desire to participate But I know I have too , too hide what I feel inside

The worlds not ready

Too see the way I really feel

I may talk about my personal life

But you won’t even know me in a little while.

If you could see the hate I have with in

You would not think I could be such a good friend. Things are never really how they appear On the outside I am happy go lucky I cause drama Grew up to fast Play sports I’m with friends all the time Telling them things I know I shouldn’t But I just don’t see anything to live up to So I tell you everything.

There are something’s people will never know

There are some truths that never should have been told

There are lies that sadly seem so true.

& love that is so untrue. I’ve hurt best friends I’ve hurt family I’ve hurt boys and I’ve hurt girls Caused drama for many Laughs for most A good time almost always. Made someone smile daily I’d do anything for anyone… Not really , But it is what is E.X.P.E.C.T.I.T.E.D. Of me Here’s a S.e.C.r.E.C.t. I could really care less.

I;m never really happy

I cause the drama because im hurt

I make you laugh so you don’t see me cry

I get attached to guy even though you think I could care less..

I give you a good time so we wont talk one on one.

I could really care less about what happens with my life When you actually look at me Me, And realize that the sparkle in my eye is actually a tear waiting to fall down The day you realize this This would be when the day goes by and someone takes my hand and softly says “ come with me we’ll find you help.

& when that day comes

Maybe I’ll have the desire to participate

Like I was always raised to do.

Maybe I wont have to hide the anger

Because there wont be any.

Maybe, just maybe

That one day I’ll wake up and be me…..

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